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THE  SILENT 
MONITOR 


THE  SILENT 
MONITOR 

BY 

G.  X.  WENDLING 


SAN  FRANCISCO 
M  CM  XII 


Copyright 

1912 
G.X.Wendling 


ORIGIN  OF  THE  POEM: 

In  the  spring  of  1911,  the  officers  of  the 
Chamber  of  Commerce  of  Klamath  Falls, 
Oregon,  had  under  consideration  the  issuance 
of  a  pamphlet  descriptive  of  the  Klamath 
region.  They  extended  an  invitation  to 
Mr.  Wendling  that  he  prepare  a  frontis 
piece  poem  for  the  issue.  He  accepted  the 
invitation  and  wrote  the  "Silent  Monitor" 
while  crossing  the  continent  from  San  Fran 
cisco  to  Chicago,  in  June,  191 1. 

The  poem  contains  three  main  points: 

First:  Mt.  Shasta,  the  "Silent  Monitor,"  an 
extinct  volcano  rising  to  th«  majestic 
height  of  14,444  feet  above  eea-bvel, 
covered  perpetually  with  a  mantle  of 
ice  and  snow. 

Second:  The  Weed  line  of  railroad  under 
the  title  of  The  California  North 
eastern,  running  from  Weed,  California, 
skirting  the  base  of  Mt.  Shasta,  thence 
winding  its  way  northward  thru  the 
Klamath  Basin  to  Klamath  Falls. 
The  third  point,  the  County  of  Klamath, 
and  the  County  Seat,  City  of  Klamath 
Falls. 

The  Chamber  of  Commerce  accepted  the 
poem  and  the  pamphlet  was  issued  con 
taining  it. 

The  Publisher 


DEDICATED 

TO  MY  DAUGHTER 

MARTHA  FLORENCE  WENDLING 

ONE  OF  THE  MOST  UNSELFISH  WOMEN 

LIVING  ON  OUR  PLANET 

— G.  X.  Wendling 


She  came  one  day  in  summer 
Near  a  quiet  country  lane, 
She  went  to  schools  and  Stanford 
And  now  she's  home  again. 


She  came  one  day  in  summer 
Near  a  quiet  country  lane, 


She  went  to  schools  and  Stanford 


And  now 


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She's  home  again. 


The  Silent  Monitor 


Like  the  Sentinel  at  the  gateway, 
Stands  Mt.  Shasta  at  the  Pass; 
Where  the  Weed  line  stretches  northward 
Through  mountain  and  morass. 

Who  can  guess  the  force  that  made  her, 
In  those  aeons  long  ago; 
Built  her  frame  of  molten  lava, 
Crowned  her  crest  with  ice  and  snow? 

Formed  from  Nature's  massive  caldron, 
Built  with  giant  lava  walls, 
There  she'll  watch  for  countless  ages 
O'er  the  land  of  Klamath  Falls. 

In  that  land  of  richest  bounty, 
Where  forever  fortune  calls, 
There  the  bride  is  Klamath  County, 
And  the  groom  is  Klamath  Falls. 

They  are  strong  in  pride  and  beauty, 
They  are  rich!    Without  a  care! 
May  their  children  number  legion 
In  that  land  of  promise  rare. 

As  the  sphinx  stands  guard  o'er  Egypt, 
So  Mt.  Shasta  holds  in  care 
All  of  lovely  Klamath  Valley, 
In  that  land  beyond  compare. 

G.  X.  WENDLING 

Sar  Francisco,  Jjne  15th,  131 


Like  the  Sentinel  at  the  gateway, 
Stands  Mt.  Shasta  at  the  Pass; 


Where  the  Weed  line  stretches  northward 
Through  mountain  and  morass. 


Who  can  guess  the  force  that  made  her, 
In  those  aeons  long  ago; 


Built  her  frame  of  molten  lava, 
Crowned  her  crest  with  ice  and  snow? 


Formed  from  Nature's  massive  caldron, 
Built  with  giant  lava  walls, 


There  she'll  watch  for  countless  ages 
O'er  the  land  of  Klamath  Falls. 


In  that  land  of  richest  bounty, 
Where  forever  fortune  calls, 


There  the  bride  is  Klamath  County, 
And  the  groom  is  Klamath  Falls. 


They  are  strong  in  pride  and  beauty, 
They  are  rich!    Without  a  care! 


May  their  children  number  legion 
In  that  land  of  promise  rare. 


As  the  sphinx  stands  guard  o'er  Egypt, 
So  Mt.  Shasta  holds  in  care 


All  of  lovely  Klamath  Valley, 
In  that  land  beyond  compare. 


This  book  was  printed  by  the  Sunset  Publishing  House 

in  the  month  of  December  and  year  nineteen  hundred 

and  twelve.      Five  hundred  copies  were  printed  on 

Stratford  deckle  edge  paper 


This  is  Copy  Number 


For  the  illustrations,  I  am  indebted  to  my  ever  patient 
and  constant  friend  J»fe*HTC.Tibbitts.  Their  concep 
tion  and  prodjoetien  rejfcfct  a  thorough  grasp  of  my 
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